Hanging
December 17, 2024 at 9:40 AM
"Wow, you're dragons too, even if you’re a weird type!” Sisu curiously came out of the forest to a group of upright dragons as tall as very tall people.
A large golden male with emerald green feathers on his wings, making him the brightest representative of the company, turned sharply towards the unexpected guest. This dragon differed from Sisu not only in appearance, but also in that he was dressed in a kind of black armor, unlike anything Sisu had ever seen before. As she got closer, she realized that the feathers on the wings were made of the same metal as the armor, whereas other dragons had wings that looked like their own, although some had webbed wings like a bat.
“Wow, you have scales.… And wings for some reason… But," the long female became confused under his attention, ”of course, the more important question is: where did I end up? I’d dived into the river, but surfaced here. Is this someone's magic trick? Not bad!”
The dragon raised his left forepaw and pressed something on his wrist, after which a bright ray slid across Sisu's body. It tickled, crawling under her fur, so that she even shuddered, smiling and twitching her tail sharply. Stranger dragons, gathered in a bunch, began to confer with each other. Sisu understood—they just didn't know her language. Neither did she know theirs. But when such little things stopped her!
“I'm a friend!” She pressed her front paws to her heart and then held them out towards the dragons. The golden one nodded and suddenly put handcuffs on Sisu’s outstretched wrists.
He did it so quickly that it looked like another trick, only not very pleasant: the handcuffs tightly wrapped around the female's paws, not wounding them, but holding them tightly, and Sisu's attempt to instinctively spread her paws apart ended with the chain connecting them stretching, keeping the female's wrists at a short distance from each other.
“Hey, these are not friendship bracelets!”
The dragons raised their weapons, which looked like a spear thrower with a hollow steel dart, and surrounded the captive, poking her in the direction where she should go. Well, no, it's time to get out! Sisu jumped into the air, only the supporting water did not appear under her paws, and the dragon fell unpleasantly into the turf.
“Phe... okay, okay, I get it!” She said hurriedly, as the green-winged man took a step towards her, pointing the weapon directly at her forehead. A slight pain and her knees smeared in the ground, that's all she achieved with her escape attempt, and now the guards will be watching her closely, knowing that she is capable of tricks. It turned out badly…
The dragons dragged the captive to a metal structure hidden in a clearing — either a house or a vehicle, Sisu could not figure out. She liked what was happening less and less, but she did not lose hope of reaching an agreement. Maybe now a dragon who knows her language will be found, interrogate her and realize that Sisu is not to blame for anything and she can be released!
And this dragon was found!
He left the house by walking initially on four legs, but then rising on two. Its muzzle had a predatory look, but it was smoothed out by a slightly mocking look from tenacious blue eyes, and after a moment Sisu realized that the dragon was actually a female. Hope flashed in Sisu's heart, she will surely be able to come to an agreement with her — the girls will understand each other!.. Although this dragon was also upright and wore similar armor, she looked more like Sisu — wingless and noticeably elongated, with a long thick tail.
“What are you here for?” She spoke in a monotonous growling accent.
"I came up by accident," Sisu admitted, shrugging her shoulders. It was true, after all. “And then your dragons grabbed me, dragged me to you…”
“Where did you come from?” A long, tedious interrogation followed, and Sisu answered honestly with a sour face. The questioner didn’t give her reaction in any way, but finally she got tired of the questions, and she shouted something to the dragon warriors. They took off Sisu's handcuffs.
She rubbed her wrists in relief. But her paws were immediately pulled back.
“Hey!” the graceful body of the dragon twitched, she didn’t want to lose her newly found freedom. Only the dragons were acting rudely, forcefully, and obviously habitually, so there was no use in her twitching.
Her forelimbs were tied with ropes behind her back, a noose was thrown around her neck, and she was dragged to the wall, securing the free end of the garrote under the roof canopy.
"You're a witness to our stay here, we can't afford it, so we'll have to get rid of you," foreign dragoness explained with an unkind grin.
“This is a joke, right?!” Sisu asked fearfully, still hoping for the best. “W-we're all friends here, right?”
She felt a rush of sticky cold feeling that had originated in her stomach and now spread throughout her body, binding her resistance better than any ropes.
The dragoness did not even listen to the timid babble, she left. The armored dragons also, without explanation, pulled the rope so hard that Sisu flew up a meter above the ground by no means of her own free will, and secured the other end, leaving Kumandra's savior hanging by her own neck.
The rope cut painfully into her neck, but her soul ached much more painfully, struck by such a terrible act done by, albeit strange, but her brothers! Her hind legs scraped against the wall, she opened and closed her mouth soundlessly, twitching and writhing: the ingenious noose was tightened in such a way that it did not break her neck, strangling the poor female with a rope cut into her throat!
The upright dragons lost interest in Sisu and went about their business, not paying attention to her condition, not wanting to save or finish her off.
Her head warmed up and became heavier, her tongue fell out by itself, her gaze became unfocused. There was a painful tickle in the constricted throat, but there was no way to clear her throat. Her own heartbeat was deafening, her own blood was painfully bursting. The body below the garrote, on the contrary, was perceived as unusually light, it frolicked in the air, shaking its hips, lashing its tail and kicking its paws. And the crotch suddenly ached sweetly and flowed slightly!
She howled, hoarsely, weakly, throwing into the air the excitement that was suffocating her, since she couldn’t get rid of the rope; her hind legs danced just a wild dance, she kicked the air, then tucked her paws, and straightened and shook them again, feeling that only a pleasant heat, which came into discord with pain and fear, held her back into conscious.
Without touching herself, without the help of a male, such arousal was unusual and unlike anything else. Her insides shuddered, covering the emptiness and feeling only the breeze from the twitching of her own body. The stomach retracted, although there was as much air left in the lungs — but it was low-quality air, stuffy, almost tangible as an unpleasantly warm suspension ... The pleasure inside grew, it burned the female more than the lungs that began to burn, Sisu shook from the muzzle to the tip of the tail; her eyes, slightly clouded, rushed upwards, imprinting a glance into the indifferent heavens, and in the depths of her pupils sparks of such close, so necessary pleasure grew and widened…
It dripped from the crotch, sometimes directly onto the grass, sometimes flowing down the hips... sometimes forming an unsteady support underfoot. And Sisu instinctively knew how to get out. After another twitch, the paws stood on firmer moisture, and again, even higher. The already tightened noose hadn’t yet loosened, but Sisu was already able to twist so as to bite the rope going to the roof, and then twist out and tear the ropes on her paws with her teeth. Only after that, barely remaining conscious, she turned out to tear the garrote with its claws.
She had to run before the enemies came to look at the dead body.… Where to? Sisu didn't know. For now, she needed to get to the river, get back to her native element, where she at least had an advantage against the dragons, and then…
Then it will be necessary to look for a way home.